Bi Xian and others were so shocked that they almost sat down on the ground.
"What is that?"
Some members couldn't help but ask.
"That's a pulse condition in ancient Chinese medicine. This pulse condition means that the muscles and veins in a person's hands have been completely burned, but the bottom line function is retained. This is an irreversible damage, just like an Olympic athlete.
If he is severely injured by Fen Ji, he will not die, he can even walk, but he can no longer run or move up. He retains the most basic ability to move, but he can no longer move unscrupulously!"
Liu Rushi stood up and slowly explained to everyone.
When everyone heard this, they were all dumbfounded.
"Is there still such a phenomenon in traditional Chinese medicine?"
"This is not Parkinson's disease, but it is something more terrifying than Parkinson's disease, because currently no traditional Chinese medicine doctor can overcome this kind of trauma, and I don't think the southern school can do it either." Liu Rushi looked towards Yu Wenmo.
Yu Wenmo remained silent.
And all the Southern faction members around them were also shocked.
But Ning Tu's face was ashen.
His arms continued to tremble, and he looked at Yu Wenmo and asked: "Teacher, that means...I am hopeless..."
"Don't worry, you have made sacrifices for the Southern faction. I will report to the superiors, explain the matter, and ask the Southern faction to arrange work for you. You will definitely have no worries about food and clothing in your life." Yu Wen said silently.
"But I will never be able to pick up a silver needle in my life! I will never be able to take medicine in my life!" Ning Tu shouted sadly.
"Take him down and have a good rest." Yu Wenmo waved his hand.
"Teacher Yuwen, you have to save me! Save me! I don't want to give up Chinese medicine, I don't want to!" Ning Tu frantically grabbed Yu Wenmo's clothes.
But it's useless.
Yu Wenmo closed his eyes and remained indifferent.
The surrounding audience was completely silent.
No matter the audience, members of the Southern School, candidates or even the genius doctors, they were just staring at Ning Tu silently at this moment, and no one came back to their senses.
People were shocked by this scene.
Who would have thought that that person was not joking.
He can really destroy a Chinese medicine doctor!
"Take him down!" Looking at Ning Tu who was getting crazy, Yu Wenmo waved his hand and shouted impatiently.
The members next to him immediately dragged him away.
"Teacher Yuwen, I am doing this for the Southern sect! You have to save me! The Southern sect wants to save me! Save me!!" He continued to scream.
The sound of pain and despair spread throughout the entire venue.
The people in the venue were frightened and their scalps were numb.
"Okay, who will your southern faction send to fight next?"
At this time, the person raised his head and shouted again.
When this sound fell, all the Southern people's eyes widened.
The audience looked at Yuwenmo, Bixian, Jinding and Li Ziyun.
Even the best of the best like Ning Tu have been defeated. Now we can only look at them!
"I'll do it!"
Seeing that the other three were silent, Yu Wenmo stood up with his hands behind his back.
The whole place trembled.
The three of them also looked at him.
"This matter is big or small. If we lose again, our southern faction will be disgraced, so I'm here!" Yu Wen said silently.
"Teacher Yuwen, it's up to you!" Bi Xian whispered.
"Um."
Yu Wenmo nodded.
But the people over there smiled faintly: "Bixian, Jinding, Li Ziyun, what are you afraid of? Don't you dare to take action?"
"What do you mean?"
"Let's deal with Teacher Yuwen first!"
Several people were angry and angry, snorting repeatedly.
But the visitor kept shaking his head.
"Yu Wenmo alone can't be my opponent! I think so, how about the four of you coming together?"
